The Professional Wanderer

The old 2005 Harley Softail was Boudreaux and I thought about just keeping the same name like B B King named every guitar Lucille but a mo...

The first of May, I blew into Omaha along with a late season snowstorm.  I think they have not seen a snow in May for 50 or 60 years but I ...

There won't be a lot of narrative on this.  Basically, I rose early Saturday morning and headed north taking a detour through Sedona, F...

Last weekend, while working in Richmond, Virginia, a couple of other employees/friends and I rode up to Baltimore to see the Orioles lose t...

Who knows what motivates people do things?   Logically, it was foolish, given the fact that early morning temperatures had been hitting in ...

No, not that Vidalia, the onion place, that's in Georgia.  I'm in Vidalia, Louisiana across the river from Natchez, Missippy (that...

Doing a fast exit from Waverly, Tennessee, I am home without and temporarily out of an assignment for which grateful. This gives me a lit...

Since I've been in Waverly, Tennessee, most days have been rather disagreeable. My feet feel like they haven't thawed since I was h...

Having a break from the 20 and 30° temperatures and now in the mid sixties, brought lots of rain along the I-40 corridor in middle Tennes...

Wow, this winter has been one of the more uneventful ones for me in quite a while.  Maybe that's good but really leaves me not much to ...